What a predicament this is one that may out last a dwarf or two lives. I better hope that this doesn’t turn into a song.
Every ancestor in the Throng must be boiling at the near heresy that I have been doing these past two days. Aurar the pathfinder friend of the goblins at least there was enough ale to keep me not paying to close attention. However even somethings could not be missed the uneasiness of the humans as we made this treacherous journey back the heat was unbareable through this jungle but they held fast onto their steel for any movements that the goblins made and they were many. Never trust a goblin to lie still and it was met by the drawing of the blades. Of the two company of human guards that had converted into one to carry back this medicine. Still the goblins outnumbered
